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This water on me got my froze
Coupe with the suicide
And I love all of my hoes (I 'em)
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' breakfast no clothes
I'm like a pimp, that's for sure
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get more
better have my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my
In somethin' going 200, I might go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

some more money, beat another case
Riding down eleven Scarface
6.000 tuxedo
These bitches love a nigga's lingo
Little bitty nigga with a big ego
Three bank accounts with a whole lot of
Lil' I'm Michael, you Tito
I dress I been selling kilos
I put my side in a Benz
Just so she can on her friends
I used to sell out my mama's house
had all the money at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, fuck up a
Smokin' and eating percocets
with them niggas I came up with
I can ever trust a bitch
Addition and
We this money up daily
Smashing sensations
For bullshit I got no
I jump out, I jump out, I out
The back of the Phantom all this ice
I it, I want it, I want it
I get it, I don't a fuck what the price

Water on my neck got me
got the suicide doors, yeah
Ain't savin' hoes, yeah
No I savin' these hoes
She cookin' breakfast no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure,
Spend it and go get more, yeah
it and go get some more
Bitch better my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better my money
In foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I spend it and go get more

This rap shit too easy, my left wrist too
She butt naked in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, eggs over
I'm the king but I don't play for
I'm feeling just like the man
When he got the keys in
So strong, can't in
Bitch have my guala
like I sell narcota (scurr)
Ballin' I hit the lotto (pow)
And the still wears Prada, it's Gucci
Money hoes my motto
How you bad but you swallow
If I front you my
Then you better my dollars, Gucci
front like I'm Pimp C
Big hustle like
Benz, my crip B
12 on Forgis
And your wife she
Better get a divorce
I want to buy not forcement
She wish she had an

Water on my neck got me
Coupe got the doors, yeah
Ain't these hoes, yeah
No I ain't savin' these
She breakfast with no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, for sure, yeah
it and go get some more, yeah
Spend it and go get more
Bitch better my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better my money
In somethin' foreign 200, I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

Thank god for my not using a condom
Wear Dolce like they are pajamas
It's gadanas, I hang with the hunters
And runners and dealers and killers, one
Every year I buy a new
Throw the girl out like a flicker
I don't even dodge them liquors
I got so high I tried to eat
Jewelry on drippin' a sea creature
Money so I don't see people
Weed so loud, can't secret
Y'all plottin', I been peepin'
been talkin', I been thinkin'
I growin', y'all been shrinkin'
Big on my lil pinky
Too much sauce, I started leaking
I got more than precincts
I got more cars Reese's, uh uh
I got more than niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
tryna starve my nigga
They tryna scar a
I 'em: Nah my nigga
If the my nigga
me Brett Favre a nigga

This water on me got my neck
Coupe with the doors
And I love all of my
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy (I love 'em)
She cookin' breakfast with no (ooh yeah)
I'm some' a pimp, that's for sure (ooh yeah)
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I spend it and go get more
Bitch better have my money, bitch have my money
Bitch better have my
In foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get more